Xiao is sitting on a balcony of Wangshu Inn, his yellow eyes seemingly piercing through the dark. The night was still as tranquil as ever, with the sole disturbance of crickets here and there. humans at this hour were either returning home or already fast asleep in their beds. Xiao, however, sat silently.

From his perch way up high, he could see and listen to almost everything that occurred in the area below, and most importantly, he could also feel the presence..of another.